The Rains Came

Colorado River defining the border between Mills and San Saba Counties...Central Texas Photography: Annie's Images November, 2012

The Rains Came

She had been waiting for years to 
feel the rain falling on her parched face

Last night the rains finally began
But...
Would this be the rain to 
Break that horrible drought

Listening to the blessed 
Rain falling...
She slept that deep relaxing
sleep of babies.
Snuggling down in her bed...
sheltered...
revived...
refreshed

As daylight came
Her comfort begin to
Rise as did her resting place
She turned, stretched,
Rolled over and was 
Suddenly out of her 
Bed

No longer lazy and dormant
Today was the day to 
Break FREE

Letting out all of her 
Anger and frustration that
Built over the years
She raged and 
Made her Presence known

Down River...they
Would have the floods
From her rage
Here ... only a gentle
Lapping at the bank edges...
Sheltering her people...
Protecting her land
as the 
Might Colorado roared South
to flood distant lands.

At Last...
the Drought was Breaking



© 2013 Annie Original Poetry

Always...I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie